the cum I gave you…
It is late where you are, and as we say goodnight, you laugh and suggest I watch some orgy porn, but only if I remember to whisper your name as I cum. As I slide my phone onto the night table, the thought of cumming for you has taken root, and I throw the covers off and search for my computer — I like my porn on the big screen. My cock is urging me to hurry back under the covers and the thought of being hard washes through me.
When you aren’t with me, I jerk off to porn. It isn’t a subconscious reflection of other desires, because God knows, our flesh is not wanting. I am a voyeur if truth be told, and like to watch — I like to watch and make myself cum.
It is late where you are, and as we say goodnight, you laugh and suggest I watch some orgy porn, but only if I remember to whisper your name as I cum. As I slide my phone onto the night table, the thought of cumming for you has taken root and I throw the covers off and search for my computer — I like my porn on the big screen. My cock is urging me to hurry back under the covers and the thought of being hard washes through me.
I like to jerk off to porn in the dark and by the glow of the computer screen; not because of any sort of embarrassment but there is a feeling of emersion as I watch. I scroll the endless clips of people licking and fucking; I pass on many, and click on some – sometimes it is simply a man and woman fucking, other times it involves the smooth look of latex but mostly, I like to watch couples sharing each other and showing off. I shy away from the overly produced and spend my time looking for something more amateur; in my mind, it is something a little bit more real.
As you encouraged, I found something with three women and two men — something that offers many possibilities with cock and cunt and cunt and cunt. Even with amateur porn, there is often a formula in front of the camera and I like the feeling of what I’ve found and start to watch it play out; I make myself comfortable, bringing my knees up to cradle the computer.
I’m captivated when the women are playful and laughing. One of the women inevitably finds her way between spread legs and tastes perfectly shaven pussy — the woman with the perfectly shaven pussy moans with abandon. Another is sharing a kiss and is caressing a breast waiting her turn. She is pleasantly surprised as a man enters the screen and starts caressing the shape of her ass. See encourages the man to fuck her, and as he enters her from behind, she moans. Her sounds mix with the sounds of the woman with the perfectly shaven pussy.
My cock is hard and I lift the computer as I throw off the sheets; I hold the laptop above me as I stoke my cock lightly and stare intently at the screen. Another guy enters the screen, and as he watches the fucking and the pussy eating, he lowers himself over the woman with the perfectly shaved pussy who stops moaning to suck his cock; he contorts himself to kiss the woman who is being fucked from behind.
I am now stroking faster and harder. I think of you as I watch but I don’t want to whisper your name yet, so shift myself and slow my tempo. Sometimes I must stop all together if my cock begins to throb. I don’t want to cum yet.
The woman with the perfectly shaved pussy is now watching the two other women get fucked missionary style and is encouraging on the men to fuck harder. She kisses each woman gently and asks if they like getting fucked while someone watches. The nod their approval, and scream and moan.
I have given up trying to hold back cumming and stroke my cock the length of the shaft imaging being encouraged to fuck you. My arm is tiring from holding up the computer, but I am almost there; my balls have contracted up and I am so very hard. I grunt your name as I release, and as I continue to stroke my cock, I can feel it pulsing; cum has become a sort of lube.
I abruptly stop, and let the computer drop to the bed. The glow from people fucking on screen illuminates the cum on my hand, my stomach and even a drop or two on my chest. I whisper your name in the dark again and wish you were here — but you are not. I listen to the pounding in my chest for a moment and then shut the screen on my computer and push it to the side. I pull the sheets over me and feel the cool wetness of my cum.
In the darkness, as I’m about to fall asleep, I can feel cum run down my side. I shift and roll over on my side and relish in the cum I gave you.
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maybe I am ready…
There is a child-like enjoyment when she plays with my cock. She intently strokes me, and as I start to build, she whispers not to cum and stops. She runs a gloved finger lightly along the ridge of my shaft and is delighted as my cock reacts.
She likes the feel of my cock through latex.
She squirts lube into her cupped hand, and as I hardened, starts to stroke my cock. She moves the length of my shaft and circles her palm around the head; white latex glistens. When I moan quietly her eyes twinkled in the candlelight but her face suddenly becomes stern and she reminds me not to cum until she says I can.
There is a child-like enjoyment when she plays with my cock. She strokes intently and as I start to build, she whispers not to cum and stops. She runs a gloved finger lightly along the ridge of my shaft and is delighted as my cock reacts.
She tells me she will milk my prostate soon and it will make her very happy to watch me cum without touching my cock. She is quick to say I am not ready for that yet. She adds, I have so much to learn.
She pours lube over my cock and grabs it with both hands and stokes me firmly.With one hand she cups my balls and teases them down and tells me she is pleased with the colour of my cock. She coos with satisfaction as my cock jumps when latex and lube touch the head.
I tell her I need to cum but she will have none of it; not yet.
She is now stroking me lightly with a constant rhythm and telling me not to cum. I am holding back, my tongue against the roof of my mouth and my back is slightly arched off the bed. I have started to moan in sharp gasps through my nose and the sheets have become damp with sweat.
Her hand shifts to the base of my cock, and with a whisper, tells me to cum.
I am loud with my release and cum slurps repeatedly making its way down my cock to her latex covered hand. Her hand tightens and slowly moves up the shaft as I continue to cum and she plays with the head. I try to pull away because I am so sensitive but she holds me tightly.
She tells me that maybe I am ready after all.
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The woman who masturbated on her stomach
With a slight groan she raised her head slightly and shifted to look the other way; leaving me to stare at the back of her head. As I closed my eyes and started to drift back to sleep, I could feel a slight rhythmic motion beside me, and as if talking in my sleep, asked what she was doing. I could hear her shift again on her pillow and when I opened my eyes, she was staring at me again.
When I woke, I was greeted by her beautiful grey eyes — I thought she was staring at me, but it was more like through me. Her dark hair was dishevelled and stands fell over the side of her face that wasn’t pressed into the pillow; she was just staring and breathing heavily.
“Good morning”, I said hoarsely.
Her eyes shifted slightly as if bringing me into focus and a slight frown came to her lips
“Go… go back to sleep”.
With a slight groan she raised her head slightly and shifted to look the other way, leaving me to stare at the back of her head. As I closed my eyes and started to drift back to sleep, I could feel a slight rhythmic motion beside me, and as if talking in my sleep, asked what she was doing. I could hear her shift again on her pillow and when I opened my eyes, she was staring at me again.
With a voice that wasn’t ready to say anything so early in the morning, and with an air of disappointment,
“Well, I was about to cum until you started talking.”
For effect, she pouted slightly.
“You were masturbating?”
She only stared at me as if this revelation meant nothing to her.
“Wait. You masturbate on your stomach?”
She shifted her position and with a freed hand moved hair away from her face. She offering a slight smile as she continued to stare.
“Yes, I was masturbating, and why wouldn’t I do it on my stomach. I always masturbate on my stomach.”
“I don’t think I’ve ever heard of that.”
She signed slightly, blinked, but didn’t reply.
“I’m just saying I’ve only seen woman masturbate on their backs; that’s all.”
Suddenly she started to laugh and pushed more hair away from her face.
“Well, you need to stop watching so much porn. I masturbate on my stomach ,and when I’m not interrupted, I cum very nicely thank you very much. In fact, maybe if you knew how to satisfy your woman, I wouldn’t have woken up so horny.”
“I’m not sure that is entirely true. You did cum a lot last night and I’m almost certain somewhere in all that moaning, you said I was amazing, or words to that effect”
“Yes baby, it was something to that effect. Now just go back to sleep and let me finish. You can dream of fucking me hard tonight.”
She kissed me softly, smiled, and turned her head while shifting her arms under the sheets. I closed my eyes intent on listening and moved my hand to my cock.
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